Low have I become
A darkened, setting sun
Used to burn so bright that you'd turn your head away
Now it's cold inside and it's drowning in the sea
Honest, eager soul
Crushed by greed and gold
Took the loaded dice to be sure as anything
That the easy life is a simple slide away
The easy life is a simple slide away
Curse my slipping tongue
For letting on too much
Now I'm running on out but I'm sure as anything
That the easy life is a simple slide away